Chapter 17 Devouring the Treasure of the Broken Realm
"call……"
Within Ling Lin's body, deep in the swallowing vortex, a cluster of small gray-white flames suddenly trembled. Then, the gray-white flame suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
In front of him, the huge swallowing vortex has stopped rotating. The pitch-black light suddenly evaporated into nothingness when it touched the gray-white flames. Like an angry beast in a deep sleep, a terrifying breath came from
Gray-white flames suddenly swept out.
"Crash..."
The sound of tides spread everywhere, and the small gray-white flames seemed to be wrapped in another layer of gray-white flames. This flame seemed a bit illusory, but the moment it appeared, the dark color around the gray-white flames was swept away in an instant.
Then, the gray-white flames in the center of this illusory flame suddenly exploded!
"boom!……"
A huge roar resounded, and at the moment when the gray-white flames exploded, the swallowing vortex shook violently. Then, waves of gray like tides swept away in the swallowing whirlpool. There were vaguely some gray-white in this tide-like gray.
The stars are flickering, and this is what happened after the gray-white flames exploded earlier!
The gray tide swept across, and the pitch-black light that was originally rampant in the devouring vortex was suddenly weakened infinitely. Gradually, the groups of pitch-black light began to slowly shrink back. After a while, the pitch-black light in the devouring vortex
The light has almost disappeared, only a trace remains in one place.
The dark iron piece was quietly suspended in the swallowing vortex, and now only its surroundings still had a hint of darkness. The rest of the land had turned into a gray ocean, with little bits of gray-white light dancing in the gray ocean.
.
"What the hell is this!"
Although he knew that this mysterious power was of a very high level, Minghua's eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at the almost completely suppressed Shattered Realm magic weapon. That was not some junk, it was a Shattered Realm treasure!
Even the shattered treasure of the Broken Realm possesses great power. I have never heard of a monk from the Cave Void Realm being able to suppress the magical treasure of the Broken Realm.
However, all this did not end. The next moment, Minghua's eyes showed a hint of horror.
"Snapped."
Like a wave, a gray energy suddenly hit the dark iron piece. The next moment, gray waves containing terrifying devouring power came one after another around the dark iron piece.
"Buzzing..."
The iron piece trembled slightly, and the black surrounding it suddenly seemed a little unstable under the beating of the gray wave. Then, there was a burst of force from the iron piece, which pushed back the surrounding gray wave slightly. Then, a jet of darkness
A vortex like a black hole appeared in front of the iron piece.
"Humph, you're lucky."
There was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. Minghua snorted coldly and quickly moved the magic weapon with both hands. It was obvious that the Shattered Realm magic weapon could no longer do anything to Ling Lin. In this case, he could only summon it back. There was a trace of light on his fingertips.
The heart-stopping black color, Minghua immediately pointed towards the dark iron pieces in the swallowing vortex.
"Want to leave?!"
Although he didn't know why the gray-white flames in his body disappeared strangely, nor did he know what happened to the swallowing vortex in front of him that he couldn't predict. However, Ling Lin knew that at this time, the broken treasure of the Broken Realm was no longer a threat.
It's your turn.
"How could I let you leave so easily without leaving anything behind?"
With a flash of his eyes, Ling Lin wanted to control the swallowing vortex in front of him and destroy the pitch-black vortex in front of the iron piece. Although he really wanted to keep this treasure of broken realm, Ling Lin knew that he still couldn't do it now.
He doesn't have this kind of strength. At this time, all he has to do is to injure the broken treasure as much as possible before it leaves.
The gray tide surged towards the pitch-black whirlpool, and some dots of gray-white light gently fell on the dark iron piece. Suddenly, there were bursts of harsh "chichi" sounds. The iron piece violently shook
Trembling, the jet black around him seemed to have been forcibly torn open, revealing a touch of bronze.
"It's a mirror."
Looking at the corner of the iron piece, Ling Lin said slightly. Minghua's Broken Realm Treasure is obviously a mirror with powerful devouring power.
"The power of devouring."
Ling Lin murmured secretly in his heart, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. Looking at Minghua not far away, and then focusing on the swallowing vortex, he seemed to know why the gray-white flames in his body were abnormal.
reacted.
"Damn thing!"
The anger in Minghua's eyes was about to burst out. Just before that, the gray-white dots of light fell on the dark iron pieces, and the Broken Realm Treasure that had been severely damaged suddenly became strange again.
Losing part of the strength, it was like being bitten hard by someone.
Taking a deep breath, the furious look in his eyes slowly settled down, and the jet-black light on Minghua's fingertips became more intense. At this moment, the originally motionless iron piece suddenly moved towards the jet-black light not far away.
The vortex shoots away.
"The treasure of the Shattered Realm is too powerful, and it still cannot be trapped."
Ling Lin shook his head slightly. Although he tried his best to control the powerful devouring power in the devouring vortex, he wanted to keep the iron piece forever. But obviously this was not what he could do at the moment. The dark iron piece
Emitting this jet black light, it was about to enter the black vortex and disappear.
At this moment, the huge swallowing vortex suddenly trembled, and the gray waves that kept beating towards the iron pieces also solidified in an instant. A small cluster of gray-white flames appeared next to the dark vortex.
"call……"
The gray-white flames trembled slightly, and a gray air wave suddenly swept across the pitch-black vortex. Then, in Minghua's unbelievable eyes, the pitch-black vortex began to slowly close.
"Appeared."
Looking at the gray-white flames that suddenly appeared in the swallowing vortex, Ling Lin's spirit suddenly shook. A divine light burst out in his eyes. The swallowing vortex in front of him was only made of his own swallowing power, and the gray-white flames in it were also
It's just a projection. However, what appears in the devouring vortex at this time is the real gray-white flame in his body!
The mysterious flame that had never moved in his body actually appeared outside of him at this moment. Ling Lin didn't know whether this was good or bad for him. At this time, he could only watch quietly. But faintly,
He seemed to feel that this might be of great benefit to him.
When the gray-white flames appeared in the swallowing vortex, the iron piece moving towards the pitch-black vortex suddenly stopped. The pitch-black surrounding it seemed to be swallowing everything, and it suddenly trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse.
"this……!"
Looking at the cluster of gray-white flames in his sight, which was no more than the size of a finger, Minghua's pupils shrank violently a few times. He opened his mouth slightly, and two words suddenly popped into his mind.
"Divine power!"
Minghua said in horror. His calm face was already pale. Looking at the slightly dancing gray-white flames, Minghua's eyes were filled with horror. At this moment, he suddenly had the urge to turn around and run away.
It is not that there are no monks with divine power in the Yin Sheng Sect, but those kind of existences are looked up to even in the heyday of Minghua. Their power is simply difficult to describe in words, they are like gods and demons.
He can be killed with just one hand.
At this moment, Minghua let out a miserable laugh, and a hint of bright red suddenly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. In his sight, the gray-white flames called divine power had completely surrounded the dark iron pieces. The gray-white flames were flickering gently, and the iron pieces were surrounded by jet black.
The light is getting fainter.
After a few breaths, the pitch-black light had completely dissipated. A bronze fragment appeared in the gray-white flames. The fragment was full of brilliance, but was covered with dense lines. Although it was broken, you could still vaguely see what it looked like when it was intact.
appearance.
"call……"
The gray-white flames trembled slightly again. Immediately, a gray-white light instantly broke away from the flames and wrapped around the bronze fragments.
"The treasure of the Shattered Realm is melting!"
Looking at this scene in the swallowing vortex, Ling Lin was shocked. Although he knew the power of the mysterious gray-white flames in his body, the scene at the moment still made Ling Lin feel a little distracted. This gray-white flames were actually melting the treasure of the broken realm.
!
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
Drops of viscous liquid gradually dripped down from the iron piece, and disappeared in the gray-white flames in the blink of an eye. The originally shiny edges of the iron piece had already melted. The iron piece continued to melt, but the gray-white flames looked like
It was a great tonic. In just a few breaths, the flame that was originally only as big as a finger had already grown in size.
"Buzz..."
The moment the gray-white flames appeared in Ling Lin's body, the golden bell in the hand of the wretched monk began to make a series of low sounds. The sound was not as overbearing, loud and oppressive as the bell's ringing, but instead had a faint vigilance.
"This guy seems to be injured."
His eyes passed through the swallowing vortex in front of Ling Lin. The wretched monk looked at the bright red at the corner of Minghua's mouth, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Immediately, he sighed with some distress: "Golden Bell, Golden Bell
, since you have run into my hands, Master Tao, you have to give me a few taps no matter what."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wretched monk's tiny eyes suddenly stared. In his sight, two extremely tiny words appeared on the golden bell, which was only half the size of a palm.
"Soul Soul!"
The wretched monk spoke slightly. Although these two words were small, the moment he saw them, the wretched monk felt as if his heart was suddenly clenched tightly by a strong force.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked a little overwhelmed. The golden bell that was lying quietly in his hand suddenly levitated. At this time, in the devouring vortex, the gray-white flames had melted all the iron pieces.